Darkness Come Over Me

I see you over there.
You are in the corner.
You are dark, pitch black.
You are empty of all soul or life.
You are sitting in the back corner of my mind.
You have consumed others.
They have given in to you.
They have let you in.
You are growing.
Your tentacles are reaching out.
Soon the whole wall will be black.
You will have tainted my thoughts.
You will enclose me.
What if I let you in?
What if?
What then?
Consume me.